Feels so good to be under 50 again!
Secondly, I have 1500words due by 6pm (it's 1.50 now) which I haven't started and I'm so hungover that it hurts to look at the screen for too long.
Went to the pub for 'a few quiet drinks' with my friend last night (in the end I talked her into it)
We had a chat about how we both thought we didn't like each other and got upset feeling like we had no friends on Tuesday and laughed about how silly we were being.
We had a chat about how we both thought we didn't like each other and got upset feeling like we had no friends on Tuesday and laughed about how silly we were being.
We had a few pints and a jug of cocktail and normally that wouldn't have gotten me THAT drunk but it really does when I'm not eating. Also I ended up eating a packet of salt from the condiments table because I was so hungry. At least I didn't buy crisps, but I need to stop making it so obvious that I'm hardly eating.
It's just that I'm thinking about it nearly all the time so I just want to tell everybody, but that's what this blog is for because no one on here is going to judge me or try and make me eat.
On Sunday night I even decided to tell another friend of mine how many calories I'd had that day. She said, 'that's not a diet, that's anorexia.'
I have to learn not to have verbal diarrhoea about these things, it's a bit like how I feel the need to tell everyone when I'm on my period, no matter how hard I try not to. It's why I'm such a crap liar as well.
omigosh why do I write so much? I think it's not cool to post everyday either.
Oh well, me and my friend got in from the pub and decided to finish the half bottle of wine in my room and then I started doing shots of absinthe. WHY? Plus we put really loud music on which woke up the girl in the room next door to me. I'm such a twat. After she left I decided I was going to do my work, altho I realised the question sheet had been uploaded as a docx file so I couldn't even open it, I asked Jo to call me and I was going to ask if I could send it to her so she could copy and paste what it said back to me but I fell asleep before she called me and woke up at about 11 this morning, and I still haven't done any work.
Plus now I'm so hungover that it's even more difficult. This essay is destined to be handed in late. Does a hangover count as mitigating circumstances?
Bugger.
On a positive note, I woke up this morning to find I'd bought myself 2 tickets to see Patrick Wolf on 7th December, he is my all time favourite artist, I even have a tattoo of some of his lyrics so this is GOOD NEWS.
I've found out my friend from home who loves him too has tickets so I have somebody to go with, but nobody else likes him much so I'm not sure who to take with me. I'll figure something out.
I can't go with just the other girl because I fancy her too much and I start to decide that I don't even like guys at all and have an identity crisis but that's a different story altogether.
Anyway, this has given me an excuse to have a Patrick Wolfathon today, as if I need one.
That's enough drivel for one day.
Will probs post my intake later as it's too early for that sort of business now.
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I love bloggers who post daily :)
keep up the good work!
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